The Divina Comedia of Dante Alighieri; Consisting of the Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso Volume 2

The Divina Comedia of Dante Alighieri; Consisting of the Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso Volume 2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1802 edition. Excerpt: ... described by Thucydides, with the history of Florence at this period, and apply both to more recent occurrences. O ne'er O ne'er again may such a brood be found On Arno's banks!--at least till yonder Sun Twelve hundred journies thro' the Sky has run, From Capricorn to Cancer's flaming bound." XIV. As when some Prophet lifts the mystic veil That hides the coining plague, the face grows pale; And, on the coming ill, with ghastly glare, The trembling eye-ball turns; the list'ning Shade, O'er his aerial lineaments, display'd The baleful marks of anguish and despair, XV. One Spectre's prophecy, his neighbour's woe, Awoke a strong desire their names to know, And with intreaties join'd my earnest plea: Humbly I urg'd: then soon the first that spoke, At my request, the awful silence broke: "You ask," he said, " what you deny'd to me. XVI. But, since the radiant beams of Grace divine, On thee, as on a moving mirror, shine, Reflected full, and lift thee to the Sky, I grant thy boon: thou talk'st to Guido's Ghost, "Whose eye no smiling image ever crost; But Envy seem'd my fever'd blood to fry. XVII. Her canker'd hue my scowling visage show'd; But the full ransom, in this dark abode, By long and painful penitence I pay: But tell me, why, deluded Mortals! tell, Such evanescent things your passions swell, Where some must share, and some resign the prey? XVIII, "Here Calboli's proud boast, Rinieri pays, In tears, the forfeit of his tainted race; Nor need he mourn a solitary fall; For, from.the bounds of cloudy Appenine, Round by the Tuscan sea, the Po, and Rhine, One race of pois'nous plants o'ershadows all, XIX. Late times (if ever), with incessant toil, Shall fee them bless the cultivated soil With richer stems, and fruits more

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  • English
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